The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1140 Sudden
"Congratulations, Your Excellency. Obtaining this half plane is like adding wings to the Green Field Clan."

“The future prospects of Green Field are immeasurable!!”

The legendary warriors from various tribes in the North who came to help had already returned. When Alan landed, they sent their sincere blessings on behalf of their respective tribes.

Allen smiled politely and waved his hand, saying, "This half plane belongs not only to my Green Wilderness people, but also to all the peoples in the North!!"

"Once my tribe has figured out the information inside the demiplane, we will open it to the tribes in the North at the right time. At that time, all the talents in your tribe who need them can enter to train!"

When the strong men from all races heard this, although they had already reached a consensus, when it really came from the mouth of the saint Allen, it was another kind of credible guarantee. After all, the saint had never failed to fulfill his words until now.

"Thank you for taking care of my tribe!!"

"Thanks……"

More than a dozen strong men expressed their sincere gratitude again. The most excited among them should be the representatives of the tribes who joined in the later period. They did not expect that their tribes had just joined the Ring of Thorns team for only a few decades, and they would be able to share such a wonderful thing.

Alan felt a little complacent. On the surface, the benefits sacrificed by the tribe seemed huge, but in fact, the specific time to open the maze demiplane, the number of people from each tribe who could enter, etc., were all decided by his own tribe, and other tribes could only accept it without the power to refute.

On the contrary, in order to enter the demiplane, each tribe had to share the daily maintenance of the maze, demiplane ecology, etc., which greatly reduced the pressure on the Green Tribe and allowed them to invest more resources in other important matters.

After some greetings, Alan was about to announce the end of the ceremony, when suddenly, a strong aura appeared at the north-eastern border of the sand table in his sea of ​​consciousness, and quickly flew towards their direction.

Soon, many powerful men also sensed the presence of this powerful aura, and they all turned their eyes to Alan, waiting for his instructions.

Allen turned his gaze to Albard and Cole. After they shook their heads slightly to indicate that it was not arranged by them, he began to speak: "Each legion returns to its base."

"Everyone, if you have nothing else to do, follow me to greet this strong man and see which faction he belongs to."

"I will follow your instructions!!"

The Takhan Desert is naturally not a forbidden area for the Green Tribe, so it is normal for a legendary strongman to pass by. However, during this sensitive period, the other party should be able to sense the magical aura of this place, but still appears so ostentatiously. Now that Alan has encountered it, he will definitely not sit idly by.

More than a dozen strong men simultaneously mobilized their energy, followed Alan's movements and flew into the sky, whizzing towards the direction of the legendary strong man.

As Allen's domain perception increased and got closer, the aura of the strong man gradually became clearer. Although he still couldn't remember the other party's name, he remembered that the other party had appeared in front of him several times. At least Allen could be sure that the other party was a strong man in his camp.

After sensing the dozen or so strong men on his side, the other party increased their speed a bit, and their goal was clear: to head straight for them. When the two sides were facing each other for less than a magic second, Allen could clearly see the legendary strong man whose true appearance had been projected on the sand table in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This half-elf is the leader of the Kolyma Dark Elf tribe, Fenan, who joined the tribe a hundred years ago. He is now on duty as the deputy commander of the Unicorn Ranged Archer Corps, guarding the frontline of Coldwind Post."

Noticing the puzzled look on Allen's face, Albard, who was following behind him, introduced him softly.

"Oh!"

Alan suddenly realized. No wonder he seemed to have seen the other person's face in his memory. However, because of the improvement of the Green Tribe's education system and the assistance of magic cooking, the number of legendary strong men in the northern tribes has increased a lot. Therefore, apart from the strong men of his own tribe, Alan did not have a deep impression of the less important strong men of other tribes.

"Sir Allen, we finally caught up!!"

From afar, the legendary half-elf archer Fenan took the initiative to shout out to greet Alan and the others after seeing their faces clearly.

"What's so urgent that requires you to leave the front line, Commander Fenan?"

Allen always has to be polite to strong people from other races, otherwise the other party's behavior of leaving their posts without permission will inevitably be subject to Allen's more severe questioning.

"Reporting to you, sir, there has been a major incident regarding the war between the Elf Kingdom and the Dwarf Kingdom on the Talen Continent. I am here to report the latest emergency intelligence!!"

As Fenan flew closer, Alan and the others could clearly feel his fatigue, which was obviously the sequelae of high-intensity flying. The intelligence that could make the commander at the front line come to report in person was naturally not a trivial matter.

Fenan quickly scanned the faces of the strong men behind Allen, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "It doesn't matter. Everyone here is a member of my Ring of Thorns tribe. If the situation is really urgent, we can just let them take the information back to their respective tribes."

"clear!!"

Seeing that Alan didn't mind, Fenan no longer hesitated and directly told him the important information: "Ten days ago, the Elf Kingdom opened the Crystal Gate with an elite force that infiltrated the interior of the Dwarf Kingdom, and sent in 100,000 elite troops to attack the Anzino Iron Wall defense line in the north of the Dwarf Empire from both inside and outside."

"After five days of holding out in the main defense line, the main force of the dwarves on the northern front finally collapsed and the defense line was breached!!"

"Two million elven troops have penetrated the northern hinterland of the Dwarf Kingdom, a snowy plateau only a thousand miles away from the Dwarf Empire's capital, the Molten Steel Underground City!!"

"The main force of the dwarves in the north was almost completely wiped out in this war. Only the remnants that fled south still retain a certain organization. It is said that the number of survivors does not exceed 50,000!!"

"There are only a few fortresses and strongholds on the Snowy Plateau now. The defense construction may not be enough to resist the full-scale attack launched by the two million elves from a high position. It is only a matter of time before the troops are deployed in the Chagori Hills where the Molten Steel Underground City is located!!" "The dwarf troops in the Bloodfury Fortress and other important places on the southern front should be returning to defend now, but we don't think they can catch up with the marching speed of the elves..."

Alan listened quietly to Fenan's report, his expression gradually changing from calm and composed to cold and stern, which was enough to prove the heaviness and pessimism in the heart of the Bugbear Saint at this moment.

The war between dwarves and elves has been going on for hundreds of years, presenting a state of normalized struggle. The elves who are good at attacking meet the dwarves who are good at defense, and the two sides are evenly matched.

Especially after the gray dwarves who migrated to the ground were re-recognized by the dwarven bloodline and accepted into the kingdom, it brought a fresh collision of ideas to the stubborn and inflexible dwarves, causing them to have a great change in their war ideas, which in turn led to a transformation of their passivity in the early stages of the war in the subsequent process.

One of the actual controllers of the military affairs department that now controls the military affairs of the entire Dwarf Empire is Gulet, a demigod-level strongman born in the Gray Dwarfs. He was promoted to the highest military position of the Dwarf clan - Grand Marshal - based on his own military exploits.

Although the war has been slowed down by corruption and passivity among the dwarven high-ranking officials, the dwarven military can only defend the existing front line and is unable to attack to regain lost territory. However, judging from the low-intensity war situation in recent years, the proud elven army is also extremely troubled by the dwarven's iron-clad positional defenses and dare not easily expand the war.

Alan thought that this situation would continue for a long time, at least allowing the North to develop and grow more. However, he did not expect that just when he was looking forward to a bright future, the reality suddenly knocked him down from heaven to the mortal world.

The defeat of the Dwarf Kingdom's northern army will inevitably become the clarion call for the Elf Army's general attack on the Dwarf Kingdom's territory. The war between the two major civilizations on the continent of Taren, which has been silent for a hundred years, will inevitably lead to a more tragic and bloody situation.

Among all this, the future and destiny of tens of millions of wilderness natives in the North will inevitably be affected.

"Anything else you want to add?"

"No, this is all the information we have for now. But I believe that the latest intelligence from the front line has been sent to Nasir Fortress."

"Kol, go back to the desert, stop the evacuating troops, and lead them directly to the front line!!"

While listening to Fenan's report, Alan's brain was working rapidly. After Fenan stopped reporting, one command after another was immediately transmitted to the ears of everyone present, immediately injecting a faint sense of confidence into the hearts of this group of depressed strong men.

"Everyone, hurry back and tell the leaders of your tribes about this information. Have them meet me at the front line of Coldwind Fortress to discuss the next action plan for the Ring of Thorns."

"Yes!!"

"Albad, you should hurry back to Green Lake City and gather all the food supplies of our tribe and send them to the front line. At the same time, mobilize our merchant groups to collect as many war supplies as possible."

"Also!! Move all the troops guarding the tribe to the front line of Frostwind Post and prepare for the mobilization of the entire tribe for war!!"

"Chief, isn't it too early to make these preparations now?"

After listening to Allen's instructions, Albade hesitated slightly and expressed a different opinion.

"We have discussed this issue many times before, and I still hold the same attitude: Although the war between the dwarves and the elves seems to have nothing to do with our northern border, without the powerful ally of the Dwarf Kingdom to contain the main force of the elves, our northern border will definitely become a meal for the Elf Kingdom!!"

"So as the leader of the Green Tribe in the North, we must show our determination and will to our allies, dispel everyone's fluke mentality, and prepare for war in advance! Even if we may not necessarily participate in the war between the two powerful empires, showing the necessary gesture is also a kind of explanation to the Dwarf Kingdom."

Allen's words revealed an unshakable determination. Albard sighed inwardly and no longer had any doubts. He was determined to implement the will of the clan leader Allen: "Understood, I will go back and prepare now!!"

"Within half a month, the first batch of supplies will be dispatched. Chief, please organize people to meet us along the way!!"

"Um!!"

Allen nodded to express his inner feelings, then turned to look at the strong men around him: "Hurry up and act, friends, time is life!!!"

"Yes!!"

The group of strong men did not dare to hesitate and responded loudly. Then, one after another, figures rose from the ground and flew quickly towards the southeast.

Albad and Kor from the Green Tribe also left at the same time. Soon, the only one left by Alan's side was the half-elf Finan, who had just arrived and joined Alan and the others.

"Can you still keep going? Or should we rest here and recuperate?"

After Allen saw Albade and the others leave, he turned around and looked at the tired Fernando.

"I can still hold on, Your Excellency!!"

Fenan's eyes were sharp and firm, and his tone was calm.

"Very good, then accompany me back to the front line to take a look!!"

After saying this, the bear goblin also soared into the sky and flew rapidly towards the direction where Fenan came from.